My Life’s Calling
A frequent guest in my life is Mr. Chance. He teaches me flexibility and acceptance. I am grateful to him for every chapter of my journey.
After being introduced to the school subject “Law Studies” in the 9th grade, I dreamed of becoming a lawyer. Many people in my family and social circle were military officers, and I imagined myself as a military attorney. I was preparing to enter the Zaporizhzhia Law Institute. However, in the very year I graduated from school, women were no longer being admitted.
Friends suggested that I enroll in the Faculty of Radio Engineering and Control Systems at the Kharkiv Air Force Institute and later transfer to the law department. I submitted my documents and passed the military medical examination. I still remember it clearly: on the evening of July 6th, I received a notice informing me that I had to be in Kharkiv on July 7th for my first entrance exam at 8:00 a.m.
My mother was away on vacation, so I called my aunt. She rushed over immediately. We packed in a hurry and set off.
We arrived in Kharkiv at eight o’clock, but by the time we reached the institute, the first exam had already ended. No one cared. Naturally, I was not allowed to take it separately. My world collapsed.
On the train home, I badly twisted my ankle. Today I understand that it reflected my fear of moving forward into life. Our legs symbolize our path and our ability to move ahead. It took me two weeks to recover. On the very last day of university admissions, I walked into the admissions office of the nearest university. As I looked through the faculties and entrance exams, one word caught my attention: Psychology.
That is how I became a student in the Faculty of Social Pedagogy and Psychology. Mr. Chance had stepped in once again.
At the time, I certainly did not see myself as a psychologist. I earned the degree mostly for the sake of having one. I had no intention of working in a school. Besides, I was uncomfortable with the phrase, “But you’re a psychologist.” Because of that, I would often distance myself from the profession, saying that I was a social educator rather than a psychologist.
Then, quite unexpectedly, at the age of twenty-two, I found myself working in Human Resources—and I fell in love with it.
Over the years, I changed companies, developed professionally, and grew in my HR career. Yet one thing remained constant: working with people. It always brought me joy.
People came to me for help and advice. They shared their deepest stories, personal struggles, and private emotions. I listened and accepted them exactly as they were, without judgment. I became fascinated by what drives people, what influences their decisions, their life stories, and the patterns that run through families across generations.
I wanted to understand. I wanted answers. Many questions remained unanswered.
Then came the turning point at the age of thirty-three. It felt as though I had opened Pandora’s Box. My life began to crumble like a house of cards. Difficulties appeared in my relationships, with my child, and with my health. I had a painful conflict with someone very dear to me—my beloved aunt. My mother became seriously ill and was admitted to intensive care. I lost a close friendship.
The air itself seemed charged with tension. I felt betrayed, rejected, broken, and exhausted. I wanted to disappear.
Yet I kept asking myself: Why is this happening? What am I meant to learn? What is the purpose of all this?
And once again, Mr. Chance appeared. In the most unexpected ways, the right books, people, and information came into my life. I was forced to explore long-silenced family stories—my parents’ divorce, generational dynamics, and family history. Piece by piece, I gathered information about my ancestors, family legends, and hidden truths.
Family constellations and energy practices became an important part of my life. Through this work, I found the courage to search for my father and meet him for the first time.
I found not only my father and my sister. I found a part of myself. I became more whole. I became different.
As I rebuilt my genogram and family tree, I began to see the causes and consequences behind many life events. Gradually, I gained a deeper understanding of my life lessons and personal purpose. The veil covering the mysteries of life slowly began to lift.
This time, consciously and intentionally, I returned to study psychology and family therapy.
I spent three years studying at an institute while also completing courses in counseling with metaphorical associative cards, art therapy, positive psychology, and kinesiology. I trained in trauma work, grief counseling, shadow integration, and healing the effects of childhood abuse.
I studied in an energy school and apprenticed with a healer. I received initiation into karmic work through regression practices and the Akashic Records. I also completed training programs focused on working with couples, children, and future trainers.
Slowly, I began finding the answers I had been searching for. I learned to establish healthy boundaries, accept my parents, let go of resentment, and care for myself. I learned to recognize my reflections in others, take responsibility for my life, listen to my true desires, and distinguish my own needs from those imposed by society and other people.
I learned to trust myself. To trust life. To look beyond appearances and see the deeper truth.
I have learned a great deal. And there is still so much more to learn.
Today, I am grateful to have found my life’s calling—my path. Nothing brings me greater joy than witnessing positive transformation in the lives of others. Watching people grow, heal, and change through the work we do together is an incredible privilege.
Planting a seed in fertile soil is a beautiful experience. Seeing my clients’ results is one of my greatest sources of inspiration and fulfillment.
I am deeply grateful for their trust. I am grateful to those who supported me, taught me, and guided me. And I am also grateful to those who caused me pain, because they, too, became my teachers.
Without every one of these people, I would not be the person I am today.
With love ❤️, Me
